Music News

Too much has happened in my actual life to write about currently. Most of them have been great, necessary occurrences. One of them was nearly an unthinkable tragedy. In short, things are much, much better but I can't go into how right now.

I've started the brainstorming portion of my next project. I was initially going to take a different direction with my ideas - something structured similar to Kompakt's Gas but with a far different tone. I nearly finished a track but I have no longer the means to make something that requires the technology.

Instead I'm going to attempt to create something more in tune with the style of 1997 era UK output. The mood is going to be aligned with my initial intention of recreating powerful but unique emotion. This is what I tried to do in 2003 with IWHYJGMAC but that material definitely needs tons of polish before I would subject to it (a lot of it was recorded through speakers into a mic).

This should be a lot cleaner but will be a huge challenge to master. I'm (in a way fittingly) stuck with what is basically beginner / not serious software and tools. In fact, it's the very same I was using almost seven years ago. Although using the software feels like visiting an old friend in familiarity, it just is terribly inefficient. Maybe that will force me to try harder to recreate the sound that has sort of faded away.

I really wanted to continue the Gasesque project but, with the recent events that have occurred, a more emotional adventure is going to be easier while it is raw in my mind.

Resurecting a blog

I've recently become "new-poor". I've spent my post-grad months scouring any resources for any type of work. I've been offered things like door-to-door office supplies salesman, call center rep., and canvassing for political issues. I actually took them up on that last one and, yeah, it was as awful as it sounds.

Being totally broke and economically unfeasible in a huge city for 3 months really sort of changes your outlook on life. I've got nearly a month to get hired in a last ditch effort to stay out here, but in this city that'd be somewhat of a miracle. I find it pretty great that when I had no degree I could support myself and, now that I do, I am begging for jobs at bagel cafes.

Having reached rock-bottom broke, you lose a lot of other things. You can't go out anywhere respectable. All of your friends are at work. So you sort of lose touch with your social life. You can't really go out and pick up girls, offering them to share a forty with you back at your apartment. This leaves you essentially asexual and, of course, repressed completely.

That being said, I kind of "snapped out of it" on the bus the other day when I encountered that sort of beautiful girl that causes actual physical pain to view. I see a lot of pretty girls in Chicago, but this one really struck me. Don't know where I'm going here.

I guess being poor sucks?